My Foxhole - by Paul Oppenheim Class 16-67
It was summer 1967. I was in a foxhole guarding the "perimeter" when one of our TAC officers strolled up. I challenged him, and he said "You can't shoot me, I'm an artillery round," and tossed one of those artillery simulators into my hole. It whistled and exploded, with the cardboard plug hitting me in the butt. It left a big bruise, and the TAC thought he was funny as hell.